After pretending to be licking dogs,the boss can suddenly read mind

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Chapter 112

Qi Weiran: "..." Bird food.

"Am I right, sir?"

Yi Qingju's cat eyes were filled with pride.

Qi Weiran smiled helplessly and moved his fingers as if he wanted to touch her head again, but for some reason, he did not move for a long time.

Yi Qingju sensed his imminent move and took the initiative to grab his palm and cover it above her head.

She looked up at him with a smile.

[My God of Wealth, why are you so unscrupulous? Touch it and remember to pay after touching it] The

soft touch made Qi Weiran stunned on the spot. His hand was as stiff as if someone had just taken it. The whole person was a little at a loss.

It's not like he hasn't touched Yi Qingjue while he was slow to react, but you must know that the lethality of touching him yourself is completely different from that of the other party who comes over to touch him.

At this moment, Qi Weiran suddenly realized that he was a lover. Not to mention inheritance, he now even wanted to stuff all the incense money after his death to Yi Qingjuhua.

Yi Qingju was waiting for his response. Unexpectedly, the man stopped his hand, stood up with a dull face, whispered that he still had something to deal with, and then turned around and left.

As usual, he was as calm as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, but his expression remained unchanged.

If it weren't for those red and bleeding ears, Yi Qingju would probably really believe it.

"Pfft--"

She couldn't help but laugh out loud. When she covered her mouth and looked around, she realized that the entire living room had become empty at some point.

The servants and Zhang Wei and others who were originally guarding the corner were all gone.

"Weird..."

After muttering, Yi Qingju relaxed her straight back and lazily let her body sink into the sofa.

When she glanced at the red apple on the table, she immediately thought of Qi Weiran's ears, and then she burst into laughter again.

Looking at the little Jiji who returned to his turtle body and crawled out of his bag, Yi Qingju curled his hair with his fingers and asked casually: [Little Jiji, tell me, does Qi Weiran like it a little bit? Me]

The little Chiji, which was crawling slowly, bent its front legs, and the whole turtle suddenly turned over, and its eyes the size of mung beans were full of shock.

[Wocao, what did you say? Say it again! ? ] Its voice was filled with surprise.

Yi Qingju wondered why she became deaf at such a young age.

[I asked, does Qi Weiran like me a little bit?]

Xiao Jiji was really confused this time.

Yi Qingju's nerves, which were as terrible as if he had participated in World War II, suddenly came to light! ?

[Then...then you know now, what are you going to do? ]

Yi Qingju crossed her legs and said frankly: [I don't know]

[I have "liked" Qi Weiran for too long. With the script provided by the original owner, I know how to act. But no one has ever told me what should I do if Qi Weiran likes me.]